Sam's Comics

"So Rachel," calls Vic from across the store. "Teleportation or regeneration?"

"Have you ever actually left this store?" goads Rachel.

"Once for a few hours. It was bright and scary. Don't make me go!" he smirks back.

Claire interrupts, "Ok, settle down Vic. Why don't you go set up the new window posters?"

Vic salutes Claire and steps to the front of the story, posters and tape in hand.

Rachel shuffles uncomfortably, "I don't understand how you can just stay here while someone out there is clearly after you. You don't want to go find them and confront them?"

"That's part of being normal," says Claire as she puts some new action figures on the shelf. "Or at least attempting to be. Sometimes you've got to just forget it all and just... put away the toys."

Rachel takes this in. It hits a strangely truthful note. "Maybe, but right now if we just ignore this problem, it will only cause more later. I got some intel from my friend ­­­Lenks at the police department. There's a suspicious group operating in the outskirts of town he thinks are a small faction of specials. They might be behind this. I'm going to follow the trail and see what I can find."

"Go ahead," says Claire. "I'm going home. I feel like I haven't spent any time with my mom lately and I need to relax for a change."

• Go home with Claire...
• Go track down the faction of specials with Rachel...